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[color=c6984d][h3][b]~~Nico~~[/b][/h3][/color][/center][hr]

Shinjuku was bustling- no surprise considering the location- but that lack of surprise didn't help Nico's current situation of barely having any room to breathe in the crowd. It was partially her own fault for heading in the direction of the railway, granted, especially at the hour when people left work. As much as all of these things are the consequences of her own actions, it didn't mean she particularly had to [i]like[/i] it. All she could really do was keep her gaze turned slightly downwards, phone in hand. At least it served as a way to make sure she didn't have to make any eye-contact with people in the crowd. She still had the magical girl group chat open, briefly mulling over how to respond to the newest message in it.

[code][Starry-Eyed]: Ooh, croquettes. Get me one.[/code]

Nico came to realize she didn't really... [i]know[/i] this person, or any of the other ones beyond having seen a couple in passing. She certainly couldn't place a face to the nicknames- an issue she should've probably thought about before sharing her plans for the day. As much as she didn't really want to spend more money than she needed to, maybe this was actually a good opportunity to get to know someone- [i]anyone[/i], really. So, she replied with:

[code][Neko-2]: Sure thing! Where are you?[/code]

The message was delivered and mere moments after, by some cosmic turn of fate, Nico felt a strange presence. Like a shade, but... [i]not[/i] a shade. It was concerning enough to make Nico shift gears, in any case. She kept the chat updated:

[code][Neko-2]: Maybe not, actually. I think a shade formed near me.[/code]
[code][Neko-2]: Do you want to get some together, later? I'll give you the address:[/code]

Having included said address in the next text she'd sent, Nico looked up from her phone to see that... she was in a huge crowd of people. Further away from side-streets than when she started. Near one of the busiest spots in town. It was not [i]exactly[/i] the best situation to be in when your intent is to patrol mysterious, magical happenings. Like a nervous habit, Nico brought a thumb to her lips and chewed on it a little, thinking of how to get around this dilemma. She couldn't transform, but couldn't let the lead go either. For now she just had to follow the trail, untransformed, and hope she got a good opportunity to do so en-route. Nico zig-zagged her way through the masses and had then picked up her pace. She had to make it to where the odd sensation came from as fast as she could on foot.